Chapter 48: The Saint Level Killer Starts Playing

  Today's sixth watch, third watch

  "You're kidding, right?"

  The ancient domain shook, almost biting its own teeth. The top-grade battle technique, even in the five hundred years ago, the sword saint strongmen had to fight to the death, chasing and killing for several years, losing their lives, mutually slaughtering each other, and snatching the treasure of treasures.

  "Am I the kind of person who jokes around? Xiāo Yáo sister, this martial skill has one more move, when cultivating it's extremely perilous, wait for you to be careful and cautious, can't rush."

  "Sister!" Feng Xinyao was so moved that she couldn't speak.

  "Xiao" Xuefei drew out her treasured sword and tossed it to Feng Guyuan, saying: "My sword is a bit damaged, Guyuan, can you help me fix it? I'll help Xingyao complete the law and then leave. I'll come back in a few days to retrieve it!"

  Feng Gu Yu sheathed his treasured sword and looked at the battle scars on it, also shocked. "What kind of battle was it that could damage a divine artifact to this extent?"

  "It will definitely be fixed for you in three days!"

  "I'll come back for it in three days."

  Feng Guyu had just gotten up and was preparing to put away his treasured sword first.

  "Bang!"

  The ancient wooden tea stage was blown into smithereens by Snowy's explosion.

  "Sister Xue!"

  "Snowman!"

  Feng Xinyao hugged Snowy tightly, who was sweating like yellow beans. Her face showed an extremely painful expression. Fortunately, the pain passed quickly, and Snowy slowly recovered, sitting down.

  "Sir, could it be..."

  Xue Fei nodded and said in a low voice: "This is the last legacy of that great war, it seems I won't live for much longer either."

  Feng Xinyao held Snowy tightly and sniffed the cool, mysterious fragrance. This scent was one she had never smelled before, and it made her feel refreshed in her heart. She couldn't bear to let go. "Sister will be fine!"

  Looking at the lovely Feng Xiyao, he turned to Feng Guyuan and said: "Guyuan, you've repaired your sword. I'll enter the Evil Cloud City and engage in a life-or-death battle with Yixiao."

  "It's impossible for an adult! I've heard that Ye Yi Hui is formidable, he's not human, you can't go to your death, maybe this poison has a cure!"

  Xue Fei smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "I've had the Demon King's poisonous bloodline for 500 years, now I still have a year left."

  "Sister," Feng Xinyao's tears flowed out and she threw herself into Snowy's arms.

  "Sir, with your vast knowledge, is there really no solution?"

  Xue Fei smiled faintly and stroked Feng Xiyao's hair, saying: "When Master Shenfeng was alive, he told us that the demon king's blood is poisonous, and two medicines can cure it."

  Is?

  "A 'Wàn Bīng Shén Nǚ Lián' (Ten Thousand Years of Ice Goddess Lotus) that appears once every five thousand years, and a 'Pú Tí Shèng Líng Dān' (Bodhi Holy Spirit Elixir) that even the Continuous God hasn't seen. According to records, the Wàn Bīng Shén Nǚ Lián appeared seven thousand years ago with only one bloom, while the Pú Tí Shèng Líng Dān was said by Master's master's master to have been seen three thousand years ago."

  "Sister, we'll send a lot of people to search for her and offer a huge reward. Maybe that way we can find her."

  "Xian Yao, such a sacred object, is impossible to find, it can only be encountered by chance, and cannot be searched for anywhere!"

  "So that's how it is! Sister, look at our Wind Heaven Sect's prosperity, sister you can stay in our Wind Heaven Sect, little sister will serve sister, and when there's news about the Sacred Medicine, we can also inform sister."

  "Xuan Yao is fine, sister has already completed the task."

  "Mission?"

  …………

  On the Wind and Rain Platform of the Fēng Tiān Zōng.

  Feng Yu Tai is a good name. Standing on this platform, you are blown by the wind and splashed by the rain, with storms and thunderstorms, and there is nowhere to hide when standing on it.

  According to legend, a saint-level expert once cultivated a heavenly battle technique at the top of this mountain, but failed and went mad, striking with all his might and cutting off the top of the mountain into a platform.

  It is now also used by the wind and sky sect's magicians, who have added many soul-gathering and protective magic arrays on top of it, specifically for disciples to learn combat skills and practice magic.

  Feng Xinyao sat cross-legged at the center of the magic array, with no disciples from her sect within a hundred meters.

  The winds howled, the winds mixed, the winds were magnificent, and the winds of triumph swirled around, bursting forth with their powerful auras. Under the full-force eruption of the four Sword Sages' auras, the entire mountain trembled.

  Feng Yuanshan, the Wind Spirit Master, Feng Lingxiao, the Wind Whistling Crazy Master, and Feng Xiaotian, the Wind Distant Mountain Master, stood in a triangular formation. They were all top figures of the Wind Heaven Sect, lending their assistance to help Feng Xueyao.

  "What's with such a big fuss?" After eating the Cold Snow Pastry, Xue Fei and Feng Gu Yu slowly walked up to the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

  "Return, senior! These are all the strong ones of our Feng Tian Sect now. They can help Xuan Yao get through this difficult time!"

  Xue Fei covered her jade-like face with one hand, and this ancient domain of six hundred years was suddenly revived!

  "Gu Yu, have you forgotten the difference between a mid-tier Heaven and an upper-tier Heaven?"

  "This... our Wind Heaven Sect doesn't even have any Tier 5 or higher Heavenly Battle Techniques." Feng Gu's old face turned red, the Wind Heaven Sect had so many powerful experts, yet they didn't have a few strong battle techniques.

  "Feng Gu Yu, scram! Let me tell you about the differences between top-tier combat techniques. Lower-tier Heaven's Fury is relatively mild, but it requires a Sword Emperor or several Sword Sect Protectors. Mid-tier Heaven's Fury is more moderate, requiring only a peak Sword Sect, and mid-tier has both offensive and defensive physical techniques, with my secret technique being the most widely spread, which can be learned by even a peak Sword King. As for upper-tier Heaven's Fury, it belongs to Heaven's Wrath, not even the heavens allow humans to cultivate upper-tier Heaven's Fury, generally requiring three low-level Saint Realm or two high-level Saint Realm!"

  "What, a Saint-level expert?" The Wind Heaven Sect didn't have any Saint-level experts. There were only a few on the entire continent, but they all belonged to the Empire and no one was willing to lend a hand.

  "Sir, doesn't that mean Xinyao has no hope? At least two Saint-level powerhouses are needed to protect her!" Feng Guyuan's face was anxious, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

  "Aren't I here? You're so stupid!"

  "Excuse me, sir..."

  Xue Fei habitually shrugged, something he learned from Long Tianyu, feeling quite amused. "Low-level Saint, I can kill a group with one move. Mid-level Saint, I can kill a crowd with one move. Peak Saint, I can kill ten with one move. Low-level God... I should be able to kill one with ten moves, right?"

  What a legendary domain! Small sweat, big sweat, Genghis Khan, waterfall sweat, ocean sweat... Killing a Saint is just like saying killing a Sword Master, is this still human?

  "Nuisance!"

  Xue Fei's hand grasped, and seven people instantly left the ground, as if they had been grabbed by the neck, their bodies completely unable to move.

  "Get out of here!"

  Xue Fei threw his hand back, and the seven people disappeared on the spot.

  500 meters away.

  "Ah!" The earth-shattering scream, in fact, they were not injured at all, just twisted into a ball.

  "Xiao Tian, you're weighing down on my old bones!"

  "What the...! Feng Hun, what are you doing with your leg?!"

  "Stop talking about others, Feng Kai, how many days haven't you washed your stinky feet? Don't rub them on my face!"

  "Wind Far Mountain, you old undead thing, get off my chest!" Wind Ling Shuang, the demonic cultivator, somehow managed to muster up a great deal of strength and kicked Wind Far Mountain flying.

  If the Feng Tian Sect disciples were to see this, they would be shocked and wouldn't believe their eyes. In their hearts, the highly respected and dignified elders, who are usually so composed, are actually sprawled out together, speaking profanities.